[Oh, good, Charles wants him to mess up the whole thing, isn't curry kind of more complicated to make than a sandwich, can't he just sit here and watch Charles be cute with Gab— oh that is the plan actually, great. He can definitely do that.]
Think I can manage...
[He'll keep Gab from getting too excited about little treats, stooping to nudge the dog away from Charles, mumbling, ("Let him work, come on, you're with me") before simply scooping up the old man and moving to the other side of the kitchen counter.
This really is domestic, isn't it? Junpei has no complaints, but huh! It's a surprise every time, in a way.]
So... tell me what you're doing? Give me the curry play-by-play.
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Think I can manage...
[He'll keep Gab from getting too excited about little treats, stooping to nudge the dog away from Charles, mumbling, ("Let him work, come on, you're with me") before simply scooping up the old man and moving to the other side of the kitchen counter.
This really is domestic, isn't it? Junpei has no complaints, but huh! It's a surprise every time, in a way.]
So... tell me what you're doing? Give me the curry play-by-play.